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The onset of puberty inevitably brings with it the dawning awareness of sexuality, of a child’s inherent masculinity or femininity, and the struggle to put that sexuality into proper perspective with internalized standards and parentally prescribed teachings.
For some, the transition occurs with relative ease. For others, the change is marked by tension and anxiety, and a growing awareness that their world is not shaping up as expected.
For Lorrie Baxter, the initiation into the world of sexuality brings with it a swirling confusion of conflicting emotions. Impeded by the strict moral teachings of her religious mother, Lorrie cannot admit to herself that she has sexual desires, desires that are a natural part of being human. It is only after she is forced to participate in sexual acts of every description, after she becomes involved in a web of passion and lust and carnality that she at last must come face to face with her own nature and accept her basic sensuality.
Lorrie’s is the story of an average teen-aged girl’s struggle to make the transition into adulthood, a struggle evolving behind the facade of her day-to-day existence, yet inexorably leading her onward into maturity. Lorrie’s is an intimate reminder of the pitfalls standing in the way of those growing up. It is a lesson to society. A reflection of our times.
I’d found it under the front seat of Dad’s pickup, the company truck he used on construction jobs. A magazine. I guess it could have been left there by anyone. It wasn’t the usual magazine. It had pictures, lots of them and all in color. Even the cover was far-out. I had to get the nerve to just turn to the first page. All those naked… So I hid it under my mattress and didn’t dare touch it again until this morning when I woke up and for some reason slipped it out of its hiding place and under my pillow.
In the next room they were fighting again. Always in the morning like a couple of clocks. Trailer walls were so thin. It was hard to keep from hearing certain things.
“…how long do you think a man can wait?” Al, my father, said!
“You just don’t think of how inconvenient it can be for me in the morning…” That from Elaine. My mom.
“Inconvenient…!”
“Al, please don’t raise your voice. Lorrie will wake up…”
Fictional reading for entertainment purposes only.